Feng Fanghua's tone softened a bit, after all, she just felt quite superior and was afraid her son might get upset.
"I remember, it's not like I haven't bought you gifts before, why do you sound so pitiful?"
Mu Yichen frowned slightly, always feeling that his mom's words touched his heart. Though he claimed he wasn't a dutiful son, deep inside, he still half-believed he was a very filial child.
But now, at this moment, hearing Feng Fanghua's words, heh.
Qin Mu, Mu Zihao, and Huanhuan just listened without speaking. Huanhuan didn't understand, while Mu Zihao and Qin Mu didn't dare to speak carelessly.
Feng Fanghua awkwardly pursed her lips. Had she just gone overboard with emotion?
"Huanhuan, why don't you come with grandma to the kitchen to see what delicious food they're preparing?"
"Okay!"
